Crossing the threshold,
musty air hinted at
life as a sarcophagus.

Rickety rabbit-warren
staircases hobbled
between lopsided rooms.

It was no surprise
when it burnt down.

But what made it a poem,
was the name:

& flea market


2 thoughts on “Scudder’s

  1. By Royal Charter no doubt. I could believe it of Bangalore, but Bideford? A case of beauty in the eye of the leaseholder – well spotted RT and nicely recalled.

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